profane prophecy

The Black Crowes

Yeah, said I came from midnight just to sing my song
So come on (Come on)
Girl, my magic is sweet and the spell last long
I said so long (So long)
I ve been walking over thorns and it s raining frogs, huh
Right on (Said right on, right on)
I ve been out beyond the valley of the dawn
Don t get me wrong (No, don t get me wrong)

My pedigree and debauchery is my claim to fame (Ooh-ooh)
This profane prophecy has got me in its sweet embrace
So I sing my lovesick blues, sip my sour grapes (Ooh-ooh)
Hoping that someday soon I get to see your pretty face, uh
That s alright

Well, I slept all night in a hollow log
Ooh (Ooh-ooh)
Took the meat out the mouth of a rabid dog, ooh
(Who s that?)
I took one, but I needed two more
(Two more, three more)
Yeah, I eat casino breakfast off the kitchen floor
You want some more?
(For sure)

My pedigree and debauchery is my claim to fame (Ooh-ooh)
This profane prophecy has got me in its sweet embrace
So I sing my lovesick blues and sip my sour grapes (Ooh-ooh)
Hoping that someday soon I get to see your pretty face, yeah

Oh, I said lawdy, lawdy, lawdy, girl
Say, what s got into you?
Oh, said is this the French Revolution
Or do you just got the blues?

My pedigree and debauchery is my claim to fame (Ooh-ooh)
This profane prophecy has got me in its sweet embrace
So I sing my lovesick blues and sip my sour grapes (Ooh-ooh)
Hoping that someday soon I get to see your pretty face

So pretty, oh
But not pretty
Listen
Pound of feathers or a pound of lead
Pound of feathers or a pound of lead
Pound of feathers or a pound of lead
Pound of feathers or a pound of lead
Pound of feathers or a pound of lead
Pound of feathers or a pound of lead